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⇢: Bikes Del Pueblo 11/17/24Bikes del Pueblo is a community bike repair space in City Heights whose wide purview includes repair, refinement and — most importantly — riding. Humble Servant of the Worm is a composting co-op who have set up a community garden in the back of Bikes del Pueblo’s lot, focused primarily on local herbs but also…
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⇢: TalismansIn Buenos Aires the Zahir is a common twenty-centavo coin into which a razor or penknife has scratched the letters N T and the number two; the date stamped on the face is 1929. (In Gujarat, at the end of the eighteenth century, Zahir was a tiger; in Java a blind man in the Sukarta…
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⇢: A Model Of Its KindExcavations began in 1930 and lasted more than five years. In the final year Beaumont was visit by Bartlebooth, who had come to nearby Gijon, also an ancient capital of the Asturian kings to paint the first of his seascapes.
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⇢: The Brown Building 11/9/24Every single person I invited to this show declined for one reason or another: anniversaries, brothers’ birthdays, cousins’ weddings, TTRPG nights; apparently every event in the county had to occur on this particular Veterans’ Day weekend.
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⇢: Anticipating the ButcherIch höre, dass du die Hand gegen dich erhoben hastDem Schlächter zuvorkommend.Acht Jahre verbannt, den Aufstieg des Feindes beobachtendZuletzt an eine unüberschreitbare Grenze getriebenHast du, heißt es, eine überschreitbare überschritten.Reiche stürzen. Die BandenführerSchreiten daher wie Staatsmänner. Die VölkerSieht man nicht mehr unter den Rüstungen.So liegt die Zukunft in Finsternis, und die guten KräfteSind schwach. All…
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⇢: November 4I am no doubt occupied with weighty thoughts, I am on the way to certain discoveries, an invincible power bears me toward a luminary which shone at an early age on the darkness of my moral life; but what name can I give to the power that ties my hands and shuts my mouth, and…
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⇢: Saving DaylightTwilight shone through the spaces between these structures and illuminated their soaring peaks with an amber light, the hue of setting suns and fading worlds.
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⇢: El Día de los DifuntosTowards sunset on the Day of the Dead in November 1939, two men in white flannels sat on the main terrace of the Casino drinking anís.
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⇢: Wedding PartyWhere did you hear me in this cold… Where did I bring names and contra-names into the story, into this account out of poverty, my specter… My Word picked sheep, pigs, whipped oxen in calf, drank from the back of the cow… in thousand-year-old books my father’s plow scarred the stars back and forth…
